Judge Vishwambhar Sharmā ascended the bench.
“This is the matter of the conservator for the estate of Al Muħammad Al Qāsim.” He said, “The Court stated at the time of making the order that the Court might require additional evidence from time to time and was keeping the matter open.
“The Court now wants to hear additional evidence. Mr. Durgesh, you are fucking both the parties now. You have claimed you have something to present?”Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd smiled at Al Safiyah Al Ghaus.
I was fucking both of them.Al Safiyah Al Ghaus was smiling cunningly.
Yet, Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd was too quite confident.
After all, I was fucking Al Waħīdah Al Tawħīd too.
She knew very well until now, none could harm her in any way whatsoever when she is in my nude Hindu lap and I was fucking her.
She didn’t know if her Panjvaqtah Namāz really made her genital organ a rheostat or not.
She didn’t know either if my Stavans really made my Uncut Hindu Cock an electromagnetic bar magnet or not.
But she knew she was actually insurmountable when she had my Uncut Hindu Cock into her ardent Musalmān Cunt.
How?
Neither she could explain it beyond all reasonable doubt nor she damn cared.
Why the hell should she?
Let Durgesh explain.
Isn’t he practically her husband now?

Imām Muħammad Ħasan watched every person present in the Seminar.
“I welcome every one of you here in the Seminar. I hope we have successfully deceived our opponents that we are here on the Yacht to discuss a disputed business matter of an island, not to attend this Seminar.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan raised her hand.
“Yes, you want to ask something?” Imām Muħammad Ħasan looked at her.
“Only one thing, Abbū. Why the hell we are so afraid of our opponents?”*

‘Let there come forth from the genital organ of this mother, animals of various forms, being born.Well doing woman, sit by the man leading to light. Proper wife, ornamentize here the divine ones.’
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I replied her curtly.
“Because Democracyis the only intelligent way to live our life enjoying it optimum.”
“We humankind are not all knowing, Naåīmah ,” her father, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, smiled at his ever ambitious daughter explaining her what I did really mean, “neither anyone of us ever can be. That’s why Autocracy is never an intelligent form of governance for us ever something unknowing humankind, neither in our own family nor in any organization whatsoever whether political or else.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan laughed ironically.
“You are speaking my ever over humane Hindu husband, Durgesh’s, language now, Abbū, almost entirely. Aren’t you?”
“Naåīmah ,” Imām Muħammad Ħasan addressed her helplessly, “Try to understand, child,”
“I’m sorry, Abbū,” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan said gravely, “I agree with Durgesh, my ever over humane Hindu husband, in another matter, never in the matter we are discussing at present. I think Durgesh and you both are actually UtopianIdealists.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan raised her right hand,
“Just listen to me, please. You both have crossed the sixty years of your life already. The realities you both started to study when you both were Just Eighteen Just Adult have changed in these sixty plus years drastically.”
“And, we, even Durgesh, haven’t updating ourselves continuously, nonstop? Nonsense. For what another reason we had raised our organizations, ab initio? Nonsense.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan was furious.*

Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled.
“Most of the children today, think they succeed due to their hard work, their extraordinary intelligence, prudence and attitude. Their parents don’t have anything to do with their meteoric success, if it is there.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan watched Imām Muħammad Ħasan carefully.
“And the children today are not right in thinking so?”
“There are some children of Durgesh who are, all of them, computer wizards today.”
“Oh,”
“They think it’s their hard, intelligent and brilliant work only that has made them so successful.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan said.
“And they are mistaken?”
“Not entirely.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan acknowledged patiently, sophisticated and with dignity, “Of course, they worked hard and their work was even intelligent and brilliant too, but it was not their own dream, Durgesh dreamed of it for them and provided the initial computers and computer books to them. There were no toys, no other play tools for them. They had only one thing to play with, their computers and the computer books to read.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan watched Imām Muħammad Ħasan gravely.
“What do you want to say?”
“Why don’t you draw your own conclusion, my child? You are perfectly intelligent to draw it, aren’t you?”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan didn’t say anything for some time.
She watched her father scrutinizing him patiently.
“Well?” Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled at his ever ambitious, ever utmost successful daughter.
What a tragedy, she thought she did it alone.
There was nothing her parents had contributed in it.*

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan controlled herself and smiled at Imām Muħammad Ħasan, gravely.
“Abbū, I don’t say that you haven’t done anything for me. I understand what you want to say about Durgesh’s those particular children. They are of almost the same age group, I belong to. I am somewhat their mother friend now. Saiyadah Fātimah PhD Bājī herself introduced me to them.”
“Oh,”
“They themselves never said that Durgesh has never done anything for them. It was their childish mistake first, they regret of now.”
“I see.”
“I never said, similarly, that you haven’t done anything for me.”
“I understand.”
“What I am telling to you, is that the realities are not now as they were when Durgesh and you both were young, Just Eighteen Just Adult. The realities have changed since, drastically, in every field.”
“I’m listening to.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan said gravely, “Moreover, we both have something more you don’t have. You can’t compete with any of us in that ever.”
“The experiences Durgesh and you have?”
“The experiences Durgesh and I have.”
“That’s why I said the realities have changed drastically since. Your experiences belong to the realities that don’t exist any more. In these new realitieswe need new young brainto cope with them.”Imām Muħammad Ħasan laughed.
“You forget, my child, that however the realities are changed, human experiences are always applicable to them, because human psychology doesn’t change ever so drastically. If it were not so, the history of humankind were never treated so importantby everyone, as important it’s being treated ever.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled curtly.
“You both, Durgesh and you, think even the terrorists, criminals and criminal minded Pseudo Musalmīnshould never be cuckolded. You both are against cuckolding anyone. Why?”
“Because it’s against humanity.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan said curtly.
“Are they human?” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan laughed ironically.
“What do you mean?” Imām Muħammad Ħasan asked furiously, “they are not human beings even?”
“Do you think Yazīd Malåūn lånat ålayhi was a human being? The Pseudo Musalmīn that were supporting him were human beings? They certainly were NOT. They were under evolved animals who had only a human form, not a human brain. Even Ħazrat Muåāwiyah were an under evolved human being that hadn’t transformed from an animal to a human being to the extent that he could understand what Ħuzūr sallallāhu ålayhi wa sallam had done for Årabs and entire humankind.”Imām Muħammad Ħasan looked at her tartly.
“Naåīmah, it’s blasphemy.”
“No, it’s not. I’m not criticizing either Allah Rabbil Åālmīn, or Ħuzūr sallallāhu ålayhi wa sallam. Ħazrat Muåāwiyah deliberately reported against Ħazrat Kħālid bin Walīd, Saifullah,razī Allahu tålā ånahu to replace him under a vile conspiracy to establish his own kingdom replacing the Democracy of Islam.”

Imām Muħammad Ħasan tried to say something.Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was too impatient to let him.
“In the incidence you referred to, Durgesh, my ever over humane Hindu husband, of course, dreamed of for his children to be computer wizards. He, of course, conceived and planned their future for them. He of course managed to provide them the necessary primary tools too. But, they were Durgesh’s own children themselves who worked hard, who faced every thick and thin and succeeded ultimately despite all the antitheses. Their own struggle isn’t as insignificant as you are trying to imply, Abbū.”Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled triumphantly.
“I am neither doing any such thing, nor even can imagine to. I am trying to make you realize that it wasn’t any unitary success of Durgesh’s children. It was a joint effort of them with Durgesh too, monitoring them constantly.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan looked at him, acidly.
“Okay, I understand now perfectly what you want to imply to me. Ved Nagar was initially Durgesh’s dream. You found it useful for your dream of being Mustafa Kemal Atatürk of entire Muslim Countries. You wanted Democracy there too, while Durgesh was dreaming of a City State, entirely devoted to Democracy Humanity and Justice. You joined Durgesh. You conceived the rough sketch of Ved Nagar with Durgesh, portrayed in details with him, and even put the appropriate colors in it. But never forget, it was I with my countless supporters, followers and friends, with my entire Seven Movements, that brought your dreams true.”Imām Muħammad Ħasan looked at me smiling.
“Durgesh, my son, tell your Practical Chief Wife, we had ample role for her ever craziest obsession of Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah. We knew very well she would never compromise below her ever craziest obsession. We made room for it in our original planning and used everything your Practical Chief Wife could provide to bring our ever ambitious dream project of Ved Nagar true. Her Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, and her Hindu husband, Durgesh, were not born yesterday themselves.”Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was looking at her Abbū, startled.Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled cunningly.
“You believe in work, Durgesh and I believe in planning and vision. Durgesh said let’s each of us do whatsoever we are good at. We planned and developed the vision and let you work on it. Why the hell should we have worked when you were more anxious even than us, to work on our vision, on our behalf? Durgesh suggested me to let you work and I should only keep watch on you. Wasn’t it more brilliant and intelligent?”